Don’t go now, said Shelly,
I want you to linger
Awhile and listen to
Some jazz with me and then
Cosy up on the bed
And kiss and make love and
Tell me those stories you
Heard from the Bronx and how
Your father used to beat
The butt till his arm ached
And your mother so drugged
Out she didn’t know who
You were half of the time,
And Bud nodded, breathed through
His narrow nose, gripped the
Cigarette between lips,
Eyed the sexy dame, felt
Her closeness stir him up,
And Shelly feeling his
Interest, smiled and heard
In the room’s background the
Coolness of the Gerry
Mulligan baritone
Breathed out saxophone sound.
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musical sex
the room’s background the
Coolness of the Gerry
Mulligan baritone
Breathed out saxophone sound.
*song*
*song*
MUSICAL INTERCORSE is a smooth way of talking
and writing about sex..................................
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thank you.
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